This picture just made me happy.
Can you spot the kitten? The girl kid did this.
Fresh new legal pads make me so happy. I can't wait to see what the Lord is going to show me as I scribble in these pages.
The baby kid "camped out" on the futon in our room one night. I came in to find the girl kid loving on him. Given their relatively volatile relationship recently, this made me especially happy.
Perhaps they'll end up friends in the end after all.
Or maybe not. These days, I'm not sure.
Spent a long time on the porch with this sweet lady one night, taking about the Word and everything else too.
We are pretending that her departure date isn't looming.
Science center with friends.
This just made me happy.
My ocd wishes I had gotten the panes of the window exactly straight, but that's just silliness.
Or not...
The middle kid came flying in the house one morning excited and worried because a kitten was in the tree.
Despite my assurances that she would come down when she was ready, he tried to rescue her.
She flatly refused to be rescued.
(No, I do not see the life/spiritual lesson in this for me. Thank you for asking, though.)
And I'd like to point out that she came down when she was good and ready.
Okay, so maybe she fell out of the tree a little, and would have avoided a scary-ish fall had she accepted the help she was offered.
I still do not see the connection between the cat in the tree and me.
So there.
Saturday morning game of Monopoly.
I don't play, by the way. Never have, and I have no interest in starting.
My family thinks this is unusual.
I'm okay with that.
Can I just say that the amount of work it takes to move out the country is mind boggling.
And doing it by yourself is even more mind boggling.
The good-bye tour continued with a Flip Burger picnic.
And true to form, we laughed.
A lot.
Some of us are not so serious when we're saying good-bye.
(It's hard to be serious when you're holding a bag of home grown tomatoes.)
I'm not going to talk about this good-bye.
I'm just documenting it.
I just need a reminder that this lover of winter made it through this heat.
Yep.
Sisterly love.
My goal was to send 66 cards overseas with my friend. I wanted initially to choose a favorite passage of Scripture from each book of the Bible, but the Lord had other plans.
I ended up going through my journal from the last year and a half and writing cards filled with things I've learned.
Or tried to learn.
That was humbling.
The hubs took the girl kid across town to a spend the night party and came back home to get the boys and take them to a movie.
There were a little excited.
(They are sitting in the booster seats that had to go in Hub's car.)
If the shoe (er, glasses) fits...
Last day at church.
Tomorrow is the Departure Day.
That day is going to require an entire blog post of its own.
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